Date: Mon, 28 Dec 2009 20:32:40 -0500
From: Roger Bontemps
Subject: So Young, So Cute, So Sexy: First Chapter
DISCLAIMER : These are the sexual tribulations of a teenage girl, thorn
between her own adolescent boyfriend and a preteen girl she is
babysitting. Check your local laws about that kind of stuff before delving
any deeper. Now, if it's okay for you to read this, you're more than
welcome to drop those pants.
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junkies.in.the.sky@gmail.com . I'd love to write more of this story, but I
need motivation; knowing there are people genuinely enjoying that stuff is
the strongest motivation of all. This interaction with the readers is the
main reason why I came back to Nifty; I missed it so bad :)
Also, if you've got suggestions involving the current roster of characters,
send them my way, as I need to diversify the sexual fantasies contained
within these stories to keep them as, erm, *engaging* as they should be.
Enjoy!
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SO YOUNG, SO CUTE, SO SEXY
Some things just happen. I remember a distant past, just a few seconds
ago. We were still innoncently showering. Not anymore.
The thin soap leftover fell from the soap rack and slid under one of her
feet. She lost balance, violently rocking upper body backwards while her
lower body went forward and up. Panic took over me and I grabbed her in my
arms as safely as I could. She smacked right into me and then I lost my
footing, falling backward in turn, but I was closer to the wall. I threw
myself at it with whatever agility I could still conjure and Tiffany got
overly scared, flailing her legs; she was not aware that, by doing this,
she was destabilizing me. My arms changed position and I wrapped one of
them around her legs, but it slipped. My hand ended up on her vagina. Then
my back slid on the porcelain-tiled wall. My arm was pushed and I felt one
of my fingers parting the lips. It stumbled upon her clit. She tensed up,
bucking her hips, and my finger ended up brushing her clit some more,
causing her to moan.
The world had changed; everything was now so quiet. I could not move my
hand, for fear of triggering something. Seven years old Tiffany Walgreen
was panting, sprawled across my body.
"Cassandra ?"
"Yeah ?"
"Is it normal for me to feel good when you rub me there ?" She bucked her
hips a little, moaning again. Unexpectedly, all that made me horny. Very
horny. But the babysitter and the girlfriend in me were both trying silence
the screams which came from within. I was trying to find an answer,
something to say, but as seconds passed by, I couldn't find anything
really. As if on autopilot, I started circling her clitoris with my
finger. I was giving in rather quickly.
"You mean like this ? You like it when I touch you like this ?"
She didn't answer. She just groaned with pleasure, brushing her ecstatic
legs on me. I thought to myself 'What wrong can a little bit of fooling
around can do?' when I felt my nipples hardening. What would Kevin think
should he ever see me like that ? I, who was such a slave to his throbbing
cock, masturbating a seven years old little girl ? It was
ridiculous. Ludicrous. And, I shook with pleasures, I got goosebumps out of
pure thrill. But it had to stop. I had to, otherwise only God knew how
dangerously far this would get. I slowed my ministrations until they came
to a halt.
"That was good."
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Why did you stop ?"
"Well, we're about done here. We can't stay in the shower all night long !
Gotta get you to bed !"
"But I wanted you to do it some more to me !" I struggled to think of a way
out of this.
"Now, I'll do it again, but not today. It will be our secret
thing. Everytime we're gonna shower together, I'm gonna make you feel good
about that. But NO ONE MUST KNOW." Well, this wasn't perfect, but I figured
out it would do. At the very best it would delay things and she'd just
forget about it and at the very worst... well I didn't want to think about
the worst so much.
"Why is it a secret ?"
"Well, think about it: if someone told you that they let someone touch them
there like that, you would think it's filthy, right ? Wouldn't you think it
would be wrong ?"
"Yeah."
"Well people will think pretty much the same thing if you tell them
that. And if your parents hear about me doing filthy stuff with you, I
could get in big trouble. And I wouldn't be your babysitter anymore. You
don't want that to happen, do you ?"
"Nooooooooooooooooooooo, I love you Cassandra !"
"That's my girl." I took my finger out of her opening and grabbed her by
the shoulders. "Now get up, you heavy little cutie !"
As she got up, my eyes glazed over her. So young. So cute. So... sexy? Her
long black hair fell on her back, her little butt shaking as she got
dressed. Deep inside I still wanted to touch her. As I got up, I felt just
how wet I became while stroking her clitoris; it was a wonder it didn't
start to smell. I quickly showered my pussy while Tiff wasn't watching and
I made my way out of the shower.
The rest of the evening was the usual: making sure her homeworks were done
and getting her to sleep. At that point, I would stay at the Walgreens'
place until midnight when they would finally get back from work. I'd do my
own homeworks, as any self-respecting 15 years old girl would. But not that
evening: I was horny as fuck. I picked up the phone and called Kevin on his
cellphone.
"Kevin it's Cass. I'm babysitting Tiff, she's into bed right now. I wanted
to know if you could drop by so that, well, you know..."
"Are you for real ? You never wanted me to come over while you were working
before !"
I whispered "I'm horny as fuck! I need your cock, baby."
"Jeez, Cass, what's the matter ?"
"Just get your sweet ass over here already ! I'm losing my mind !" I knew
I'd have to lie a bit. "You've been on my mind all day and I can't wait
until the weekend. If I can't get a piece of you tonight I'm gonna rape
someone by the end of the week !"
"Should I bring condoms ?"
"Bring whatever you want for whatever you desire. Just get your ass
here. Quick."
"Holy shit, I don't think I've ever felt you this horny. And I like it. I'm
coming baby." He hung up before I could even speak.
Thirty minutes later he was there. It was almost nine by that moment: we
had a whole lot of time ahead of us. A faint knocking at the door. When I
opened, my insides flushed. There he was; fourteen, with brown, curly hair,
a boyish face, pretty tall, slender arms, a little bit of a belly under his
undefined abs. A white canvas adorned by the most beautiful and simple
possible outlines. A pretty boy hiding a monster in his briefs. He walked
inside and kissed my lips, enlacing me. My beautiful, beautiful
boyfriend. I was smoking hot now.
"God you're so beautiful." He gazed in my eyes, piercing my soul with his
two green emeralds.
"So are you, boy. So are you." I grabbed his ass and felt his hardening
cock. Jesus Christ, he lost no time. "Close the door behind you."
We made our way to the basement where I already had prepared a little place
for us. An old mattress which was already there and my laptop, plugged in,
served as some sort of light source. The blue hue of the screen bathed our
makeshift bedroom. I didn't need to instruct him to pull his pants down. As
soon as the door behind us was closed, his penis was freely wiggling in the
air. Six inches of two inches-thick meat that in no way matched his
juvenile looks. I wrapped my hand over it.
"Oh, oh, what's this ?"
"A present. For you." He kissed me again, we collapsed silently on the
mattress and he burried his lips in my neck, licking his way to my left
ear. Sweet whispers.
"I wanna eat you tonight." He kicked his shoes off and his pants dropped
for good.
"Lemme suck your cock first. I crave that thing."
"No. I want to eat you right now." See, last time we had sex, Kevin ate me
for the first time and it seems like he took a gigantic liking to it. But I
wanted cock and it could not wait. And so we were on to another first.
"Let's 69."
"Oh fuck yes..." I undid my jeans and pushed them down with my underwear as
Kev positioned himself over me. His dick was now laying squarely in my face
while I felt his lips brushing my shaved mound. His smell was complex and
filling, I just wanted him to raise his hips up in the air for his hard
meat to be aligned with my mouth. Soon enough, as his tongue trashed my
clitoris, he did just that. His cock then plunged into my open, moaning,
mouth. Sweet and bitter, a little acid, so thick, so spongy; I forgot all
about Tiffany when I choked on it. He was so big, so lovely down there. I
wrapped my arms around his waist, gripping his tender, generous ass in my
hands, which caused his head to twitch a bit. His hips started pumping as I
opened the back of my mouth to allow him in my throat. I was moaning rather
loudly on his cock -- I knew he loved that. As he fucked my mouth with
loving attention, he sucked on my pussy lips, now fingering me. It was so
hot, I thought I would pass out. I was unbelievably close to cumming
already, thanks to Kevin's natural talent at sucking pussy and how horny I
had been ever since the incident in the shower with Tiffany. In the most
primal of all hurries, I pushed Kevin's hips away from my face
forcefully. Panicked like a lover should be, he rolled off of me in a
flash.
"Shit, Cass, did I hurt you or something ? Are you okay, baby ?" His
worried eyes, visible amidst the stray jets of his curly hair, made him
cuter, sexier and more fuckable than before.
"You were too good you fucking beast. I almost came !" I crawled closer to
him, completely frenzied. "If you don't put on a condom right now, I'm
gonna fuck myself onto you until I feel your cum splashing inside of me."
"And if I do put a condom on ?"
"I'm gonna fuck myself onto you anyway."
"Sounds like a fair deal."
He reached for his backpack, which was on the floor, close to him, and his
hand emerged with the little package. He opened it, licking his lips with
nervosity. He was always nervous before fucking, despite our multiple
weekly intercourses. And once he's done fitting the thing on his cock, he
looks at me and tell me the same thing. Everytime.
"I'm so fucking lucky." And it never fails to drive me nuts. I jumped on
him, straddling him on the floor, looking at his surprised expression.
"I love you so fucking much, Kevin." I placed his cock between my pussy
lips and pushed myself down. As I felt his generous boyhood sliding into
me, my hands roamed his chest, under his t-shirt. "Ohhhh God, your dick
is... I am so fucking lucky, too."
He bottomed in. I felt complete, like I did every single time. My hips
started moving, first grinding myself onto his pubis, then rocking, and
finally just outright riding him. My hands had fallen off his torso to use
floor as a kind of support; yet they were still trapped in his shirt. He
made me into an animal; I could only output grunts and groans. Meanwhile,
he was repatedly calling God's name, his eyes shut hard; I never went that
hard on him. Ever. Then, taking my hands out of his shirt to reposition
myself, I started litteraly fucking myself on him. Hard and fast. I felt my
small, firm breasts stretching and moving with every jump and our
lovemaking had for a soundtrack the smacking beat of my ass on his
legs. Kevin was getting loud, ooohing and aaaaahing everytime he bottomed
in me, barely able to catch his breath, and it just made him so
loveable. My heart was filling with a warm sensation, a deep feeling of
love.
And then it just hit me. My muscles contracted, I spasmed uncontrollably,
almost screamed when the first orgasm happened. My pussy was clenching hard
and I stopped moving. But for the first time ever, Kevin was still
going. Going *strong*. He started bucking his hips under me, despite being
directly on the floor, bringing me a second, then a third orgasm. My face
crunched as I tried to avoid waking up Tiffany with all our sex-driven
hurly-burly. I collapsed on top of the boy who loved me and exhaled
half-broken whispers in his ear.
"Kev-v-v-v-v-v-vin... S-s-s-s-s-s-s-stop-p-p." His rythm slowed. He was
panting heavily.
"You can't possibly be done already..."
"Ahh, fuck yes..." He completely stopped.
"Damn! Could you," He swallowed. "get off me and finish me ?"
I pushed myself up by some mysterious, unheard-of energy. His eyes were
sparkling, yet pleading.
"Anything for you, honey." I moved very slowly, taking his still raging
cock out of me. I felt like I was quitting on the job, but really, that
area was so oversensitive by then that I couldn't keep going. I took the
condom off: his glorious shaft graced my hungry eyes.
"So, how do you want me to get you there ?"
"Anything you'd like..."
"Well I'd suck you off but it's gonna have a bad condom aftertaste. I'd
jack you off but that's a bit lame... how about something new, yet again ?"
"I love the sound of that."
"Well... stand up !"
As he rose in the air, I took off my top and bra. I kneeled down in front
of him and pushed my chest upon his dick. I then wrapped my young boobs
around his throbbing hardon, with great difficulty: they barely made the
way around. His hot boyhood burnt my skin, edging on my aureolas,
stimulating my breasts: for fuck's sake, I was getting horny again! I
looked up at him as I started moving up and down.
"So, how is it ?" His eyes closed, his mouth opened and a raspy moan
escaped his lips.
"Jesus Christ..."
I continued with wild abandon for about two minutes, getting more and more
aroused, but it really got uncomfortable as time went by.
"Are you gonna be done soon ?"
"No." Well damn.
"Shit. It starts to hurt."
"Stop it then." I kept on.
"I want you to cum, Kevin. I'm not stopping 'till you cum."
"I've got another idea." I stopped. "I could, uhhh, that's embarassing."
"Come on now," Letting go of my boobs, I grabbed his cock. "don't be shy."
"I could fuck your feet." I was shocked by the randomness of the proposal,
but intrigued enough to try it anyway. Without saying a word, I sat down,
removed my shoes, then my socks, and laid down, raising my legs in the air,
trying to capture his boner. I felt his hands on my feet, guiding them,
then locking them around his cock. He delicately pulled out and, then
pushed back in. I could feel his nascent pubes each time he pushed it all
the way. The feeling was fantastic already; unbelievable.
"Cassandra, fuck, you're so wild."
"Well, maybe that's because I want you to be a fucking animal with me." I
growled in a low voice. That got him off his rockers.
"Oh yeah!? Be my guest."
From his gentle pace, he went on an all-out assault on my feet, fucking
them as fast as possible, making them ticklish, hot, wet: he made my feet
feel erogenous. He was now bent over my legs, holding them in both his
arms, looking at me with a madman's smile. I was boiling hot by then.
"Shit ! Shit ! That feels sooooooo good ! Fuck my feet, baby, fuck my feet
harder !"
I felt his raw, fat, spongy glans squishing through my feet with every
thrust. It swelled and jumped with blood rushes, and I knew that meant he
would be done soon.
"Cass! Jeez you're so hot! Oh damn! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum !! Here
goes !"
His whole body straightened, his arms unraveling my legs, his hands
repositionning on my feet, holding them together. The purple head blasted
out of the hole between my feet, proudly unleashing a jet of cum so built
up, it actually landed on my face ! The second one splattered across my
tits while a third rope of semen hit my tummy. Kevin's trembling hands
released my feet and the heat of his cock vanished from me. Then, like a
gift, a fourth jet of cum shot right into my left foot, leaving a tangled
mess between my toes. My sweet boy gasped: he didn't even feel it coming.
"Well well well, you made quite a mess." As I said that, he dropped to his
knees. "But don't worry, Kevin; I'll take care of that." I scooped the cum
off my face and sucked my sticky fingers sloppily. "That was amazing
baby. Simply amazing. From now on, you can fuck my feet anytime you want."
I felt his hot, humid breath on my left foot. Oh no. He wouldn't, would he
? "What do you think you're doing, filthy little boy ?" Then he just did
it: he sucked my toes clean ! He sucked his own cum off my sweaty foot ! I
felt myself getting wet. His mouth glided down my leg, which simultaneously
dropped to the floor, and his lips then crossed my tummy; he left no cum
behind. As he got to my tits, he did not only lap his semen up: he also bit
my nipples and sucked hard on my aureolas. As he did, I could feel that his
cum was still in his mouth. My breasts were burning with desire when his
lips left them, brushing his nose along my neck. Then his face lifted above
mine. His gaze was calm, his facial expression one of extreme
satisfaction. Our lips met. His eyes closed. I did let go of everything,
allowing his tongue to break in my mouth, followed by a stream of cum which
we shared back and forth in our incredible ecstacy.
It was a perfect moment in which I even forgot how stupidly aroused I
felt. I don't even remember when or how the kiss broke. All I remember is
that when I could talk again, his head was laying on my breasts and I
caressed his hair dreamily.
"You're insane, baby."
"I wanted to do that for quite a long time. I've been eating my cum after
jacking off for a few years now. I just never really knew how to tell you
how huge a turn-on it was for me." As he said that, I felt my mound
pulse. Fuck, I was so wet.
"Well, it sure as hell managed to turn ME on." I looked away to the LED
clock and it was 10:30 now. Jeeze, already !? I pointed to his shoes in the
distance. "Nice shoes, baby. Wanna fuck ?"
"I'd love to but..." He took a deep breath. "... it's time for me to leave,
I think."
"What ? No ! Tiff's parents aren't coming back before midnight ! We can
still have another go. A quickie maybe ?"
"No, I really must go sweetheart. Gotta get back home before my parents
do." I froze.
"Wait what ? But -- What about Sasha ?" Kevin turned red.
"Well, I, uhm, left him alone there. I mean, he's eleven, he's gonna be
fine. I guess ?" No. No he wouldn't.
"Get the fuck out of here ! Quick !"
"Cass, are you mad at me for real ?! Over THAT ?"
"I'M NOT MAD !" But then I realised I was and that this had been a little
loud. Too loud, probably. "Kevin, I love you dearly, but holy cows, what
were you thinking ? You can't leave an eleven years old boy alone in a
house, especially if you were supposed to look after him ! Even if nothing
happens, he could tell on you, and if he does, your parents are gonna try
to find out where you have been. And if they do, they might tell Tiff's
parents. And guess what ? You're not supposed to be here !"
He got up and started putting his pants, underwear, shoes and belt back on.
"Don't worry about him. He's only three years younger than I am and I'm
doing just fine." He paused while buckling his belt, then kept on
going. "What's more, I can assure you he won't tell and he's not gonna do
anything wrong. We're brothers, after all."
"Being bros don't mean jack ! It didn't stop you from getting in trouble
because of him before !"
"This time it's different. I know something he doesn't want anyone else to
know. If he does anything but what I tell him, his secret is gonna be
spreading around faster than the freaking swine flu."
"A secret, huh? It must be quite... big if it can tame your bro."
"It's between bros, and only between bros." Well damn. I got up and
dressed.
"Someday I'll get to know this secret."
"Oh you will. Everybody will. Just not today."
"Hrmpf..."
"Hey, smile and shine. That little secret allowed us to have all that hot
sex." He kissed my cheek, licked his way to my lips. Embraced me. French
kiss. Hotsalivacumdancingtongue. Hotness all around. He put on his backsack
and headed out of the basement. While he ascended the staircase, I was
following right behind him to peek at his adorable, swaying butt. I gave it
a firm slap. He groaned. We finally got to the front door. He turned around
and I could see it saddened him to leave so early. We kissed again, lightly
this time.
"See ya tomorrow at school. I love you."
"Love you too."
Breathless, I closed the door as he ran out. I looked at the nearest clock;
10:36. I thought I would have some time to fap, but no. Just no. I heard
noise coming from a hallway and I instantly facepalmed. We've been too loud
and now, I would have to tuck Tiffany back into her bed despite feeling
filled with lust. She emerged out of the shadow, still ruffling her sleepy
eyes.
"Whaaaaa was all thaaaa noise ?"
"It's nothing, really. Just went downstairs to listen to some videos on my
laptop. I'm sorry I woke you up."
"Oh. It's okay."
"Let's get you back to bed now."
"Mkay."
I walked up to her and took one of her hands in mine, accompanying her to
her bedroom. Once we got there she sat on the edge of the bed and looked at
me. Uh-ho.
"C'mon miss ! To sleep ! You gotta wake up for school tomorrow !"
"I can't sleep."
"Why is that, Tiffany ?"
"I've been thinking when you touched me there and" She blushed, taking a
small pause. "IWANTYOUTODOITAGAIN!"
Ok. Fuck it. That was the last straw. My raging horniness was completely
unleashed upon hearing that. It was bad, but... I mean, really ? She must
have been needing it almost as badly as I did, anyway. And if I was to make
her cum, I'd make it quick, memorable and I'd be sure to get off,
too. Then, chapter closed. No more. Ever.
"Don't EVER tell ANYONE about what we're about to do." I, once again, took
my jeans and panties off. "Lay on your bed and get those pajamas of yours
out of the way."
I crawled on the little bed, on all fours above her. I looked at her firm,
tight little mound. Guilt attacked me: could I really do this ? I pulled
own pussy lips apart, opening the slit before her very eyes.
"See the little button of flesh there ?"
"Yeah..." She sounded terrified.
"Touch it with your hand." She reached out in the air, her arm trembling so
much that her hand collided with my pussy lips on it's way to my clit. I
felt three fingers pushing on it. I shuddered.
"Oh yeaaaaaaahhhhhh... That's it. I'm gonna release the lips, but you, keep
your hand there. Then you'll rub that, okay ? That's what I did to you in
the shower, and I want to feel good too."
"But what about me ?"
"Don't worry, I'll make you feel good. Are you ready ?"
"O-o-okay." I released the lips and she rubbed me from left to right with
her small, little fingers. It felt so weird. I started shaking and moaning
like a desperate bitch getting the first real kick of her day out of her
last client. Kevin was good -- heavenly, in fact -- but that was something
else. So filthy, so dirty, so different ! Eager to return the favor, I
opened her pussy, which made her squeal in pain. Not for long, though; I
went down on her almost immediately, sliding my tongue upon her little
clitoris.
"Wow ! Wow ! Cassandra !" Saying wow during sex: cuteness total. I
intensified my licking as I felt her rubbing getting wilder, no doubt
fueled by her unconscious arousal. I was taking her through the steps to
sex, I was teaching this innocent little girl how it was done; it was so
compelling, so thrilling that it scared me shitless. The way my lips
circled around her clit, the way I sucked on it now, everything told me I
was, against my own will, developing an addiction. This was not the end of
the chapter: this was the preface to one heck of a big book. I felt her
slide her other hand between my lips. Ten small digits converging toward
the same point, towards my clit. It was a tad painful, as she was not very
skilled, but her intentions were coming through just as much as her
ravenous screams, just as strong as those I was pushing into her slit. She
was so close that she was now shaking on the bed like an epileptic freak
and her hands were colliding with the lips of my vagina. I could feel my
juices dripping out of me, onto her face probably, and yet she was not
complaining. It's as if she was out of this world already. She tried to
speak, tried to tell me something, but it was inaudible. Her hands just
clawed my insides rythmically, sending me off the edge with pain and lust
as she silently, rigidly came. My head vibrated and bumped on her pussy in
a twich reaction I couldn't control and it only incresed her clawing, which
I turn got me twicthing some more. We were skipping from orgasm to orgasm,
too many of them to count along the way, and yet we couldn't scream.
It was some of the best sex I ever had, for the second time in the same
evening. When we were done echoing our climaxes, I was terribly
lightheaded.
"Cassandra ? Can I pull my hands out now ?"
"Yes, sweetheart." I marveled at the beauty, the innocence of the
question. "Yes you can." And she did. I immediately rolled of the bed,
putting my underwear on to avoid leaving juices everywehre. "Don't wipe
your hand on anything, okay ? We'll go to the bathroom to take care of
that." I looked at the time: 11:30. I did not even bother to put my pants
on. "C'mon, let's wash that filth off."
She jumped off her bed and followed my giddily, if not a bit dreamily. Once
in the bathroom, I picked a cloth, soaked it and soaped it, washed her
face, splattered with of little droplets of my girl cum.
"Cassandra ?"
"Yes ?"
"Did you pee on my face ?" I laughed nervously.
"No cutie. No. That's not pee. It's a liquid that seeps out of me when I
feel really good. You're gonna get that when you get older, too."
"Oh. That's why it tasted kinda good." I beg your pardon ? I just kept
on. I washed her hands and arms, looking at her top: no wet spots, it must
have all dribbled on her face. Good. I didn't need my juices on her clothes
and bed. I took a dry shower towel and wiped the soapy water which remained
on her skin. She was so cute.
"There you go, miss. Like new !"
"You're not washing between my legs ?"
"Tiffany, we don't want this to start again now, do we ?"
"But why !? It felt sooooooo good ! It did feel good, didn't ? It felt good
for you too, right ?"
"Ooohhh my little angel," I took her hand in mine. "it was heavenly. But
this is still wrong. You're too young for that."
"I'm not too young ! I wanna have fun, too !"
"I know, Tiff. I know. But that not the way everybody else sees it. And
even though I loved it, I've always been one of those who thought it was
wrong. I... I still have trouble living with that. And, well, I also have a
boyfriend. I don't think he would like it very much if I messed with
somebody else's privates."
"Oh. But I want to do it again ! Does that mean we won't ever do it again
?"
"I don't know. It's too early to tell."
"But what does having a boyfriend has to do with what we did !? We were
just having fun !"
"Playing with someone's privates is very much love-related. You don't know
enough about life and love to understand that, but believe me when I say
that if my boyfriend did what I did to you with somebody else, I would not
be happy."
"But we could do it together with your boyfriend !" Oh my fucking God. Just
the thought sent as shiver down my spine.
"Look, Tiffany, I'll think about it and we'll talk about it again
tomorrow. We'll talk about it plenty of times, okay ? I want you to know
that I liked it, too. What happened was not bad, okay ?"
"I know that !"
"You're such a clever little cutie. BUt I need more time to know if doing
it some more would be good, too. And I promise I'm also gonna think of
you. Okay ?"
"Mkay." She sighed. Rawr. "Cassandra ?"
"Yes, sweetie ?"
"I like you so much."
She enlaced me. My insides exploded and a warm feeling sweeped over
me. What was going on with me ?!
A few minutes later I tucked her into bed. I came back in the bathroom to
wash my own hands. Soon enough, Tiff's mom came back home. This incredible
evening was over, I made my way back home, where everybody was sleeping
already. I changed for in my nightwear and drifted to sleep easily, despite
my disturbed state. My visions of a sexy future assaulted me in conflicting
versions, but the night was just that much better.
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FOOTNOTE : Wipe yourself and wash your hands : that's it for that chapter
;). I always like to get feedback and story ideas so send me some mail at
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